Memories
The first time I saw it I was thinking,
It wasn’t clear anymore after the drinking.
I rode it the next day,
and hope it never stay.
I don’t want to remember it tomorrow,
and give back all the stuff I borrowed.
I don’t want this life anymore,
it’s something I don’t have room for.
I don’t like it anymore for now,
after a little thinking I thought wow.
I stay rite where I am,
that’s with the rest of my fam.
They aren’t perfect,
everything is better than you.
You would never change I gave you a last chance but you didn’t take it.
It wasn’t clear anymore after the drinking.
I rode it the next day,
and hope it never stay.
I don’t want to remember it tomorrow,
and give back all the stuff I borrowed.
I don’t want this life anymore,
it’s something I don’t have room for.
I don’t like it anymore for now,
after a little thinking I thought wow.
I stay rite where I am,
that’s with the rest of my fam.
They aren’t perfect,
everything is better than you.
You would never change I gave you a last chance but you didn’t take it.
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| Auteur: memy | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 maart 2006 | ||
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